Ji Cheng left just like that.
Lu Xiaoxiao stood there for a couple of seconds, feeling that his behavior at the end had been a little odd. But she couldn't be bothered to puzzle over an idiot's thoughts, so she turned and walked to Ji Yunhuai's door, unlocking it with her fingerprint.
Although she hadn't been here many times, Ji Yunhuai had long since had her register her fingerprint so she could let herself in whenever she came over.
As soon as she entered, she heard sounds of activity from the kitchen. She went over to take a look and found Ji Yunhuai cooking.
Besides his usual casual clothes, he had a white apron tied around his waist. It was a stark contrast to his normal appearance, and he even had a faint air of... husband material?
"Pfft..."
The moment the words "husband material" popped into her mind, Lu Xiaoxiao couldn't help laughing. She quickly whipped out her phone to capture the moment.
Ji Yunhuai was still holding a spatula when he turned at the sound of her laughter. Seeing her suddenly point a camera at him, he seemed a little embarrassed by his domestic getup and instinctively raised a hand to block the lens.
It was no use. With a crisp click, his figure had already been captured on her screen.
Ji Yunhuai: "..."
Impressive. She drew her phone faster than a gun.
Lu Xiaoxiao pulled her phone back and laughed triumphantly. "Hahahahaha! This is hilarious! You know, trying to block it actually made the picture even better. I'm making this my phone's lock screen!"
Ji Yunhuai sighed helplessly, a trace of sorrow on his face that said, My sterling reputation, ruined in an instant. A second later, though, he resigned himself to his fate and went back to